Mental health poetry

Memory

Memories are like sand.
They trickle through life,
Falling through an endless hourglass.

We try to hold onto them,
Try to remember them.
But some fall through our fingers.

So many faces,
So many lives,
Have slipped through the cracks.

I wish I could remember them.
I wish they could remember me.
But dreams and wishes mean
nothing to me...

My memory may be fading
But my desire to remember is
Only growing stronger. A
Craving for an addiction that
I can't sustain.

I want to remember,
I want to remember everyone,
I want to remember everything...

Please tell me what you think - I welcome any feedback/advice. Thank you 😁